♡ 14

"Are you coming over to work on the script or not?" Sunghoon sighs on the other end of the line, sounding a bit like a pouting child.

"I told you, I have some things to do with your sister. We are making shirts for the concert this weekend."

"You know," he says. "All these orgasms seem to be making you careless about our agreement on my mini series."

"Sunghoon!" I scold, glancing around as if the around could hear. I am leaving campus for Thursday, not to return until Tuesday.

"I'm just saying," he continues. "I think I'm going to have to put my foot down. No more orgasms for you until we work on my mini series."

"That's fine." I shrug and I find myself smiling like an idiot. "I wasn't going to sleep with you again after the nail comment anyway."

"It isn't my fault you are a descendant of the red panda." Sunghoon laughs. "My legs looked almost as bad as my back did after the last time you slept over. But then again, I like those marks."

"I'm hanging up if you are going to be a pervert."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Don't hang up." Sunghoon rushes to say. "Are you really choosing my sister over being naked with me?"

"I thought you said you wanted me to help you with your mini series and that's why you wanted me to come over."

"I mean, yeah, that too. But we both know where it leads."

"Are you always horny?" I ask, glancing around again to make sure nobody is listening.

"It seems like I am recently." He sighs. "Is there anything I can do to persuade you? I'll cook!"

"I am not bailing on your sister." I shake my head, biting my lip. "Stop acting like a boyfriend."

"Ew, I would never." He clears his throat, the vibe of the calling changed. "I should get back to some sponsors and reply to comments and emails anyway. And I have a twitch stream tonight. I'll see you when I see you."

Without waiting for my reply he hangs up. Rude. Maybe he was getting sick. Did the thought of being my boyfriend bother him that much? Jerk.

As I look back at my phone I see I missed a text from Sohyun while I was on the phone with him.

Bestie: Jake is coming over. Have to cancel on shirts.

Me: Ditching me for a guy?

Bestie: Yes, sorry!

Bestie: We will make them the night before at the Airbnb

I sigh, placing the phone in my pocket. I am already at my car now, having planned on going to Sohyun's. I could turn around and go to my dorm, but I am already packed and my bag is in my car, because I had been planning on staying the night with her. Stupid Jake.

I don't bother texting Sunghoon that there has been a change in plans. I will surprise him. Serves him right for his hot and cold act earlier.

I see that his car is in the lot when I pull up, parking in the space beside it designated for his apartment. I take the elevator, saying help to Mr. Wong in the elevator before he gets off on his floor. Then I go to Sunghoon's door, punching in the code he gave me. It lights up, letting me in.

As I push the door open I can hear moaning and heavy breathing. Something in my stomach twists as I hear a woman. Had he invited someone else over because I couldn't come? Am I allowed to be upset over that? We didn't say we were exclusive and we aren't together. He is only supposed to be helping me with my comic and to get my mind off Heeseung. Then why is my heart beating like this?

I hurry into the apartment, feeling kind of like a jealous girlfriend about to catch her boyfriend cheating. Instead I find Sunghoon on his couch, slid down, the bottom of his shirt in his mouth, revealing his abs. He is looking at a computer on the table and his pants are undone, his hard cock in his hand, moving.

"Y/n," he moans, tilting his head back.

Fuck, I can't be here. I have to leave before he notices me. I have come into his home without knocking and caught him jacking off to porn. I have to leave. But did he say my name?

As I am reaching for the door again, I accidentally hit the coat rack, knocking it against the wall. My eyes fly back to Sunghoon, who is now looking at me, eyes wide, dropping the shirt from his mouth, but still holding himself.

Fuck fuck FUCK! How do I get out of this? Please, someone tell me how to transform into a bug and please step on me! I can't do this.

"Peaches?" His voice is still deep and foggy, the woman on the screen still overacting and moaning.

"I... I... sorry!" I scream, bowing for some reason, before turning and running out of his apartment as fast as I can.

I fly down the stairs and to my car, peeling out of his apartment building. He calls me a couple of times, but I can't answer. I will never, ever be able to look Sunghoon in the face again.

I end up calling Sunoo and begging him to let me stay there. I am afraid that Sunghoon is going to try to find me at my dorm.

I know there is nothing wrong with what he was doing. Masterbation is normal, but I never thought I'd see him do it. And why was it hot? Thinking about the look on his face, the shirt pulled up revealing his abs, the cock in his hand that I now am wishing desperately was inside me. There is something wrong with me!

Sunoo and Jungwon are roommates. Sunoo is going to the concert with us, too, so it isn't weird for me staying there. Though they did ask questions. I told them that I got into it with my roommate again.

Jungwon, Sunoo, and I spent the night watching as much Boynextdoor content as we could. Jungwon isn't really a fan, but he is outnumbered and he didn't seem to mind. When I lay down that night, beside Sunoo, facing the wall, I open my phone to see many text messages from Sunghoon. 

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A/N: I mentioned when I first had the idea for this story that I had an idea that gave me the worst second hand embarrassment. This is that scene. Even when writing it I had to take a break, because I got too embarrassed.